Falling for a Criminal by Izzy Slam

Author:Izzy Slam [Slam, Izzy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-03-17T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Mara

I feel horrible. I don’t know why I thought that visiting a criminal out on work release was a good idea. But the way I feel about Dean Gray, I know I’d do it all again, if given the chance.

I’ve thought a lot today about this fascination I’ve had with him for nearly two months now, and how I question if I am some kind of psycho with a kink for dangerous men. And yeah, I suppose I’ve always been drawn to that bad boy image.

But after what happened today, I don’t think I’m drawn to bad men. I think I’m drawn to strong men who’ve been put in bad situations and learned how to fight back, how to survive.

I’m sure Dean isn’t perfect, but neither am I. I just know that the thought of not having him in my life suddenly scares me, and I don’t exactly know why. I just met the man twenty-four hours ago. Could I really need him that quickly?

When I get home, I settle into a hot bath, thinking about the way he came to my rescue today. I look at my arm, and the handprint there has mostly faded. But I can tell it will be sore tomorrow, and bruised. I didn’t even realize that guy had grabbed me so hard, but my adrenaline was running pretty high.

The officer made it clear I wasn’t welcome at the prison. And I know he’s probably right that it isn’t the safest place for me to be spending my time. But more importantly, I don’t want Dean to get in trouble over me.

So what do I do? Wait for him to get out, hoping he doesn’t forget about me in the interim?

I let out a sigh, recalling the way his touch felt. God, if I could just hear his husky voice again, this wouldn’t be nearly as bad. And the second the idea occurs to me, I know exactly what to do.

I quickly finish my bath and look up the number to the prison. It takes a few calls to get directed to the right extension, but within a few minutes, I’m connected to a woman who practically laughs at me when I ask how and when I can speak with Dean Gray.

“Honey, you can’t call an inmate. They gotta call you.”

Gravity tugs at me, and I slump in my bed. “Are you serious?”

I think she can hear my disappointment because she lets out a sympathetic sigh. “You aren’t the first one, honey, believe me. If I had a nickel for every woman who called up here looking for their man, I could have retired five years ago.”

“That seems unfair.”

“Well, what isn’t unfair is that you can set up a calling account to your number. That way, he can call you. If you want to grab a pen and paper, I’ll give you the web address where you can get all the details.”

“Great. Thanks.” I grab the tablet next to my bed and type in the address as she gives it to me.

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